Take Me With You by Melyssa Winchester

Take Me With You by Melyssa Winchester

Author:Melyssa Winchester [Winchester, Melyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00LQBDO8W
Publisher: Melyssa Winchester
Published: 2014-07-10T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Sixteen

Eric

Here goes nothing.

It’s been the first time all week where I’ve sat at the table with them, eating dinner like a real family. Normally whenever she makes dinner, she just brings the plate right into my room, shutting the door behind her, respecting my privacy even though I’m sure she doesn’t like it. Tonight though, it’s all different because if I want to get permission to go to the mall, I’ve gotta interact.

I was fully prepared to call her at lunch and ask if I could head to the mall right from school, but Amy changed all of that when she texted me, asking if we could meet after dinner instead.

It’s hard not to be curious about the time change, but I’m trying not to put so much focus on it. She’s allowed to change her mind. I’m just happy she didn’t bail out entirely. As hard as doing this is gonna be for me, her deciding that she didn’t want to meet me after all would be so much worse.

This attempt I’m making, sitting at the table and listening to the conversation going on around me, I hope it’s enough. I don’t want to have to text her and tell her that I can’t do it because my mom won’t let me out.

She’d understand, I mean she brought it up the night she asked me to go to the bluffs, but for once I wanna be like every other guy on the planet, even if I’ll never be quite like anyone else. I want to go out, meet up with a girl like it’s something I do every day and not think about having my mommy’s permission.

“Eric, you’re awfully quiet. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah.”

“How was your day?”

This is her subtle way of asking me if anyone gave me any trouble. She never comes right out and asks if I was bullied, choosing instead to ask this way, her concern for me all over the tone of the simple question.

“It was great. I got my art project back.”

“How’d you do?”

“Aced it. Mr. Jones liked it so much that he wants to put it on display.”

“That’s great honey! I told you that you were talented.”

My dad pushes his chair away from the table, nothing to say as usual and when he makes his way over to the sink, turning the water on and rinsing off his plate, I see the opening I’ve been looking for.

“Mom, can I talk to you about something?”

“Of course. What’s up?”

“I was thinking about going to the movies later. I know it’s a school night and you don’t want me out late, but do you think it would be alright if I go?”

“You want to go out on your own?” she asks, her concern over me being out past dark something I’m used to. It’s happened so often over the years that if she didn’t act the way she is now, I’m not sure I’d know what to do with myself.

“No. I mean I would go to the mall on my own, but I’m meeting up with people.



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